Emphasis Preaching Journal

As a young child, I remember being enthralled by huge scrapbooks filled with photographs of my parents, aunts, uncles, cousins, grandparents and other ancestors. I recall wondering why he had so many of my mother's family compared to just a handful of my father's family. When the question was asked, I was told the tragic, but fascinating story of the flash flood which swept through the valley where dad and his family lived. It seems that the family had just enough time to throw a few clothes on their backs and literally run to higher ground ...